The worst thing I could think of was to be accused of being a racist ... NO NO NO ... I replied ... terrified of being labeled I said "not at all Robe...t its because I'm married ... I think your terrific and would love to be with you "if" and then he finished my sentence ... if I weren't a Black man right? No No No I said again. And rambled on about having black friends and all the other stupid things a white person says when accused of being a racist.Now I felt I had to prove to him I wasn't a. “Where’s the camera?”The woman with quick light taps splatters her cunt juice all over her large firm thighs. She raises her legs up in the air like a candle, showing off her massive round cheeks and spreads her pussy wide open.“Oh no,” she says smiling. “I’m, like, so embarrassed right now. Getting discovered by someone else than my husband makes me so wet. I feel like I can cum at any moment.”The man gives his surroundings a third look. The usually mint smelling room smelled of strawberry. "Oh yes, I am one....sexy bitch," she proclaimed as she tore off hernegligee, revealing dark emerald velvet bra and panties. She looked thepart of a hot sexy momma, well because that was her greatest role toplay. She began to moan and groan, while groping herself all over. "Well,well I shall continue to string Paul along for now, then soon, spring atrap and get him to submit to me hahaha," Linda exclaimed as she feltarousal come forth from her personal groping session.Then she composed herself. It was only two pages to write but she would have to go back to her room to do it. Her books were there.Maybe she should wait a bit longer in the kitchen. She needed more time away from Barry. But the kitchen was colder than her room and she was naked. She had almost decided to stay anyway when a light went on in the house across the street and she saw two boys run into their room. She covered her breasts with her hands. If she stayed here they might see her! That would be worse than Barry..